Leather gloved hands tinkered carefully with a small black machine in the lab part of the evil lair. The machine was a small clip that could be fastened to clothing. It was intended to project a cloak of invisibility over the wearer. This one would be Megaminds'. He'd already finished a similar invention for Minion a few days ago. Technically his was complete as well, but feeling stressed, he'd decided to tweak it.

Today was going to be a huge day for the supervillain- well- soon to be ex-supervillain. That's right; the great Megamind was throwing in the towel and calling it quits. He was tired of fighting, tired of being pounded into the ground and generally just exhausted.

So, he had come up with a genius plan to get out of it. Later today, when Metro Man busted into the evil lair to save Miss Ritchi, he would pull the ultimate vanishing act. He and Minion would clip on these black chips and would become invisible. Then he would leave the lair with all of his things, packed neatly as small glowing cubes. They already had a new lair set up. Only this lair wouldn't be home to Megamind and Minion. It would be home to Magnus Mitchell and Michael Mitchell, brothers by adoption.

After spending his whole life fighting and being cast behind bars, he was finally going to taste freedom. It's all he'd really desired as a child. That was why he had originally started breaking out. He had claimed to the public he merely was 'being evil', but in reality he'd been grasping at freedom he knew he could never legally gain.

That would all change today. He'd programmed himself and Minion each their own facade to wear, used by combining many humans traits. They could live the remainder of their lives in disguise, and he would finally be able to patent and sell his inventions without being questioned on his intent. It was what he had wanted to do ever since he was a child. Like that Eee-iinn-sting, or however you pronounced that impossible name.

"Minion," Megamind called, turning from the black clip to look for the fish and his robotic suit.

"Yes sir?"

"You have everything packed, right?" he asked, wringing his hands absently.

"Of course sir. Everything is dehydrated and packed away. The suitcase was also dehydrated to make it easier to carry," the enthusiastic Hench-fish replied, practically beaming with self-pride.

Megamind smiled warmly at his life-long friend. "Good. Thank you Minion."

"Of course sir."

"We have to make sure to be careful. We won't start slipping away until after Metro Man has left the lair. We don't want his pesky super-hearing to detect us. This has to go smoothly Minion," the blue man said, speaking more to himself than his companion as he turned and continued to work on the black machine.

"Don't fret sir; I'm sure this will go swimmingly. We'll get away and be able to start new, honest lives." As he spoke, the fish strapped on his disguise generator and walked over to his boss, laying the second one beside him. "So, when do you want me to leave to fetch Miss Ritchi?"

"Hm..." the alien hummed to himself, thinking over the best time to do it. "Is everything set?"

"Yes sir."

"Are you sure? The disintegration ray?"

"At full, destructive power, sir. And set at the angle you instructed for definite 'malfunction'," as he said this the robotic hands lifted to create air quotes. His jagged teeth were barred in a smile.

Megamind nodded his head, thinking over everything that had needed to be done. "The projection screens?"

"All set for the performance sir. Ready to tap into Metro City's wiring at any time we need," answered the fish, fighting the urge to roll his eyes at his master. "I also set up the hologram to make it look like everything is still in place. Everything is packed and ready to go, aside from the hair net and goggles you're wearing of course."

"Oh, yeah," the bigheaded alien replied. With that, he stepped away from the bench he'd been working at and tugged the hair net and goggles both off. He tossed them lazily into the air, watching as Minion fired the de-gun, reducing both to small blue cubes. Then he picked them up and tucked them into a hidden compartment of the robotic suit.

With that done the fish handed over the de-gun to Megamind and the alien tucked it into its holster.

"Well, no time like the pree-sent I suppose. You may go fetch Miss Ritchi now," the supervillain told his friend, waving his hand dismissively.

"Alright, sir," Minion replied, turning on his heel and setting out to go kidnap the nosy reporter.

When he left Megamind strapped on his own disguise generator. Looking into the reflective surface of the table, he gave the watch a twist, examining his disguise. He was a man with black hair, his usual goatee and green eyes. The eyes couldn't be altered; otherwise, he'd be blind as a bat. His facade wore a black leather jacket with the sleeves rolled up halfway, a black AC/DC shirt on underneath that. He was also wearing dark jeans and black biker style boots. Not too drastic of a change.

Turning the watch to reveal his true form once more, Megamind heaved a sigh. He really wished he didn't have to do this. He wished he could just have lived his life as any normal human lived theirs, without the need for a disguise or elaborate plans. Unfortunately that was not the way things were to be.

There was always a price for everything in life. The price for evading the death of his civilization and planet had been to land here. A place where the natural inhabitants were vastly different in appearance than himself; a place where he was shunned. The price for freedom and a normal life, was giving up his identity.

Oh well, he decided, no point in dwelling on things that can't be changed.

Those thoughts in his head he pocketed the clip that would be used to generate the cloak of invisibility. All there was to do now was to wait for Minion to return with his kidnap victim.

Eee-iinn-sting is meant to be Einstein in case you're wondering, and pree-sent is just present.

And the 'invisibility cloak' may have been an idea taken from Harry Potter.

That is all.